Levosx: Shattered Numbers ~Open and Accepting~

[ruuka soukaye]

Bathol
#22: Two blade

Bathol was watching the people go by with mild interest... some slightly more interest if they had something he liked to look at. "mmm..." Not really any interesting new meat though... except that one walking by there, a pretty woman with some very interesting looking feathers for hair, trickling down her back. Some lovely thoughts started to drift into his head when a voice broke them rather effectively. It was a familiar voice, one that turned his ears every time. Moving as smoothly as he walked, he turned his head to look at the woman that had a clear authority over all of them. He loved to listen to this woman talk just as much as he hated it. It was always so smooth, a joy to listen to. But her false tones always meant something he didn't rather enjoy.

Still, a swav expression fell its way to his face, and Bathol found himself turning fully towards her. He kept his head tilted lower than hers, understanding clearly the dominance she had over him, but high enough to keep his confidence against her. His face shifted to keep that sensuality, combined with his innocent excuse captured. "You already have my honest answer sweetheart." He mentioned cooly in his fairly quiet voice, hands loose out of his pockets. "I don't see sense to wake up early when I know every word you say by heart at these meetings..." She was still angry with him... it was clear in her voice.

[Rasquathena]

~ Number 16: The Huntress ~

Onward to the sacred battlefield
Where justification and limits are revealed
Tools of steel in rage they conquer
Weed out the killing of victim’s stalker

Her eyes slowly shifted between the two as she accepted the horned man's handshake. What an odd pair they were... and both Fighters, no less. She didn't particularly look forward to another bout of struggling for survival for the entertainment of others, but it was one of the few ways to keep her from getting rusty. Her ears twitched slightly at the mention of food. She'd been eating sparingly over the past few days, so almost anything more than her usual piece or two of fruit sounded fairly appetizing. That same look of passive sternness never left her eyes as she listened to and watched the excited feline.

"To answer your question, wicuri, I haven't eaten yet, but I'll accompany you if you wish." For a fraction of a second, her expression was nothing but serious. Another tournament meant another opportunity to display her prowess. How was it that neither of these Fighters had seen her compete? She'd nearly expected to be recognized as much as she was stared at after her last competition. Perhaps one of them would ask over breakfast?

The powers proven to end the madness x
Upon I take it to end the savage x
The rays of light a truth of meaning x
To my father the blood is pleading x

{{ Out of Combat: Gyah! Writer's block sucks soooo bad >.< }}